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TIFU by drunk texting my childhood crush.

This moment might not be as exciting, but I’m fucking terrified.

So I’ve had this crush on this very pretty girl for a couple of years. My friend, he wanted to go drinking with me at a hotel. We bought 6 soju bottles and some water bottles and a card game to go with.

I’m going to tell you now that, I absolutely got JACKED. I don’t drink much cause I cannot stand the taste, I soon did get use to the taste and was able to drink a bottle or two.

Fast track, my friend wanted to end the game cause he knew I was getting absolutely jacked up. Before I couldn’t stand or text I told him to make sure I don’t text or call anyone. And as you can see where this led me. He called an Uber for me , I could barely walk straight without tumbling or getting distracted, everything was spinning and shit. It was absolutely horrible.

We got into the car, I pulled out my phone and started texting. With words of regret.

“Heyyyyyy I’m so sorry”

“I’m so sorry if I have ever made you uncomfortable”

“You’re so pretty”

“You know I had an obsession with you since middle school? “

My friend saw me text this, he didn’t say a damn word nor tried to take my phone away. It’s 6 AM I’m getting ready for school with a raging headache, my legs are fuzzy as shit.

I am afraid to go on Instagram to see if she replied or saw. I don’t even know which is worst, her leaving me on seen or her replying. I have band class with her too first thing in the morning, I have never ever felt so shit and regretful.

Man I don’t even want to go to school just because I don’t want to see her.

TL;DR I drunk texted my childhood crush telling her I had an obsession with her for years on end. Terrified for reply and do not want to go to school.

I’ll update on the matter.

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